Tuesday morning smells like cold gas and coffee grounds
The city small talk's making rounds
"It's finally winter now"
Commercial Street is silent, still and sure of something
Bigger than this history that's bearing down on me
Man, it's getting so heavy now
A corner table saved with jackets feels like home
Where they're smiling big and wiping sweat
So desperate to connect
I'll raise a toast to pressing fists
And dangling the past over this precipice
Say: "I'm glad I came around, but I really should be heading out"
But it's not weird when you come home at 2 and I'm still up
Smoking by the windowsill, I'm bathing in the chill
You offer me a drink that we both know I don't need
But what that really means is we both need one now
And it's getting lighter out
At a party in the last hours of the year
We'll speak about our greatest fears and how I met mine here
What I won't say is how I'm afraid if grow up and finally let go of this
I might have nothing left
In the guest room, I'll sleep the whiskey off
credits
from I Saw The Wreckage,
released November 19, 2016
Alex Millan - vocals, guitars
Sarah LeMieux - guitar
Gretchen Frazier - fiddle
Glenn Stevens - mandolin
Alex Svensen - bass
Brendan LeMieux - percussion
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